What We Leave Behind

I watch for a moment, my heart explodes. This little girl, dressed in white, her face bright as she swirls and twirls, dancing in the sunshine. ‘Mummy!’ she says, running towards me. I catch her, no question. ‘Mummy, you’re here,’ she says.’ And I hold her tight.   Imagine you get home one day… and waiting for you on your doorstep is a gift.   It is wrapped beautifully, and inside is a notebook, its pages empty. There is no message.   But its sender has a story to tell.   Abo